10 Star Ball || Piccolo

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo was sitting on the front steps looking very, very bored. He had been waiting for two weeks to get outside, but now that he was he found himself with nothing to do. His little roommate had returned to her rightful room and now Piccolo didn't have anyone to show off the fruits of his training to, making training feel a little pointless. And he didn't do quite a lot in his free time other than training.

Piccolo's room was no longer a source of entertainment without Elphie. Of course Piccolo wasn't too keen on going back to his room anyway. It seemed that someone had tied the now lifeless rice cooker to his doorknob by the cored.]

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[In Person]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

[Conan pulls the front door opened with only his right hand as his left arm is in a sling. After he gets the door open far enough he goes back to retrieve a soccer ball he'd left on a chair. Once the soccer ball is out he sets it down again and goes to pull the door closed. Having an injured shoulder is a pain.

He then goes to get his soccer ball again and moves down the front steps so he's on the grass before starting bounce it on his knee.]

Hello!

[He finally acknowledges the other person outside. He wasn't trying to be rude, he was just trying to get situated so he could bounce his soccer ball.]

[In person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo watched the kid get set up with a bored curiosity. He remembered this kid from that abandoned city... the wordy mouthy little runt.]

Hey kid... what happened to your arm?

[In person]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

This? [he looks down at his shoulder] Some mean Ojisan shot me there. It really hurt!

[In person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo smirked and rested his chin on his hand]

Well I hope you got him back.

[In person]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

Kind of.. he didn't like it when I used a flashlight to shine on him...

[In person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo looks honestly dumbfounded for a moment then he just laughs.]

A flashlight? Man, humans are getting frailer by the day!

[In person]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

I don't think he was human though... He's gone now so that means he was just one of those monsters, right?

[In person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Ah so it was one of those things hm? Ah shame, if I had known I would have gladly taken care of him for you. I have to admit it was pretty fun being able to kill things again and not get in trouble for it.

[In person]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

I'm not a murderer, and I wouldn't wish death on anyone. Not even him.

[youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com]

[Holmes as just headed outside when he saw Piccolo, sat alone. Sitting next to him, he gives him a smirk]

You look bored.

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo side glances at the human. Last time he saw this human he looked a lot worse.]

Bored as death...

[he smirks]

I get the feeling we've done this before... only in rougher shape.

[youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com]

[Holmes frowns as he tries to remember]

Yes..I do vaguely remember you..in the Ukraine wasn't it?

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Ukraine? Is that were it was? Well from what I remember you barely knew what was going on and I was missing an arm.

[He chuckles.]

Well I guess it's good to see you didn't kick it after all.

[He materializes a glass of water and offers it to him]

Thirsty?

[youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com]

[He laughs at that]

Well that's certainly plausible..and yes, I'm more than happy I didn't 'kick it'

[His eyes widen a little when he materialises the glass of water, but he takes it regardless]

Thank you..so, what have you been doing with yourself since we got back here..? I hope these past weeks haven't been too hard on you

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

I've been training. I would like to keep my arms from getting blown apart in the future... What have you been up to?

[He materializes another glass for himself. Inwardly smirking at the human's expression when he did so. Clearly he doesn't remember Piccolo doing the same thing on their first encounter. Not that Piccolo expected him to. He was miles away in the head when Piccolo found him]

[youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com]

[Holmes shrugs]

Not a lot..met a rather interesting ghost..died quite horribly..that was an experience..

[He pulls a face at the memory, but shakes it off]

All in all, nothing really very good for conversation

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Died horribly? Ah. I hear that one. Kid ran a hole through my chest a few years back. What happened to you?

[Piccolo is only mildly surprised to hear that the human claims to have died and come back. He's heard of weirder thingslike him being social.]

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

Zidane was wondering the ground and currently, he was rolling his eyes at all the lame pranks and otherwise not frightening shenanigans going on. He didn't scare easy, which only heightened his desire to actually be scared and nothing and no one had succeeded so far. From what little had been explained to him, wasn't that what this whole Hallow-thing was about? Not that the whole celebrating fear was something he grasped, but he appreciated the costumes. He was a thief and an actor - he couldn't not appreciate it.

He noticed Piccolo and walked over. "You don't look like you're having fun either."

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

It's boring not being able to kill all the weird things running around the halls.

[Okay so that was a bit of a lie, but he wasn't about to tell the kid he was sulking because his little human girl friend went back to her own room...]

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

"I they're supposed to be scary." the thief replied, unimpressed. He took a huge bite out of an apple he had brought from the kitchen. Through a mouthful he explained, "I fought monsters all the time. They were much scarier and much tougher. Maybe I just got used to looking at stuff like that. But if I see a Ruby Dragon or a Malboro wondering around here I'm going to get worried. No one wants to meet those guys."

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Supposed to be scary?

[Piccolo throws his head back and laughs]

I'M scarier then anything the Author cooked up here!

[Piccolo looks up with interest when the boy mentions the monsters]

Dragon? Malboro? Are they strong?

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

Zidane smirked cheekily as Piccolo laughed. He could count on one person at least to see through these lame attempts at...horror, or whatever it was supposed to be.

"You got that right." he replied. "Give me the right costume and the right role and I could upstage all these guys."

He nodded seriously in reply to Piccolo's question. "Very. The dragons can kill you in one hit if you don't know how to defend yourself properly and the Malboros - man what a nasty piece of work! They can inflict you with every sickness and weakness under the moons and leave you vulnerable,blind, paralysed...pretty much helpless as they finish you. Had some run ins with them. Trust me, I only made it because I know what to do. A lot of people aren't prepared well or equipped right when they meet one."

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo laughed again]

You? Scary? Bah! Not with that baby face, I'm sorry kid.

[Piccolo thought about the strength of these beasts Zidane was talking about. The Dragon didn't sound too bad. As long as that 'one hit' wasn't through his head he would be able to regenerate. The Malboros sounded particularly nasty though. Piccolo knew he wasn't one for tricky fighting like that.]

Sounds like a fun challenge. So what do you have to do to kill the things?

[leading-monkey.livejournal.com]

"BABY FACE?" Zidane sat up indignantly. "I'll have you know this is a perfectly normal, adult face - and a handsome one at that."

He grinned. "I never said I'd be going around as myself. The right make up, the right mask....you make anyone look gruesome. And as for the Malboro's you just got to be sure not to wonder around without the right items. And you'd be out of your right mind to go out into the mist without medicine anyway. But there's also this ribbon you can tie onto you - if you can afford it - and it blocks that nasty gas they shoot."

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo laughed hard at the kids reaction giving his knee a good slap]

Kid, you've got a 'cute' little face. Tch, masks and make up? I can make kids cry just by looking at them the way I am now. Call it talent, or maybe my natural beauty is just too intimidating for some people.

[Piccolo has to wipe a tear from his eye after that last line. Oh this conversation had just gotten too funny. He calms down and continues asking about these strange monsters from this kids world.]

How does a ribbon help protect against gas?